Black Heart

There's more of them

The next day.

I looked at my brown skin as blood oozed out the large wound. "s**t," I whispered. I had cut myself with a sharp knife trying to cook for Andrew. Don was out. "Are you okay?" Andrew came into the kitchen. "Yes Andrew, I'm fine." He nodded and walked out. I hid the wound. "Andrew, go in your room, please." Someone told Andrew. "Okay." After a while the door busted open. "Destiny, come here." I quickly rushed into the living room and saw Don struggling to breathe as he sat on the couch. "What did this? A gun? And Where is the wound?" I asked. "Thigh and he was stabbed with a knife." I had to take his pants off. The men started to leave. "D-do you want someone else to do this? Like your wife or?" He chuckled. "Wife? Just do it." I started to unbuckle his pants. I took a deep breath and pulled his pants down. I almost choked seeing his groin. I pulled his pants down further and looked at the wound. I stood and grabbed the medical kit from the kitchen and came back to the living room. He wasn't there. I went upstairs and checked every room. Until I found his room. Everything was black! The walls, the carpet. He was laying on the bed on his phone. "M-may I come in?" He shrugged his shoulders. There was soft hip-hop playing. It was very cold. I walked in and in and stood in front of the bed. Grabbing the alcohol I pressed the cotton against the wound. After I was done I grabbed the things. "Would you like anything?" I asked him. "Bring Andrew here." He said putting his shorts on. "Yes sir." I then walked out and went into Andrew's room. "Andrew." He looked up and smiled. "Yes?" He asked standing up. "Your dad wants you." Andrew's room has a lot of action figures and Elmo things. A big picture with him and Don. His room was very big. "Okay." He came towards me and held my hand. We went upstairs and into his father's room which was right next to mine. "Papa." He released my hand and went towards his father. "Drew." He smiled, picking him up. I shut the door and went downstairs and cleaned my wound. After I was done with everything I placed their plates on the table and went upstairs into his room. I knocked on the door and it opened. "F-foods ready." He nodded and grabbed Andrew. I cooked something both of them seemed to enjoy. Shrimp Alfredo with Texas bread. Andrew smiled while eating. I didn't fix him a big plate. He had tiny plates because he couldn't eat much. I was about to go upstairs but someone knocked on the door. "Get that." I nodded and opened the door. 2 other men. One with shiny white skin and brown hair, green eyes and he was very tall, he wore casual clothes. The other one had brown skin, blue eyes, short curly hair and he was also tall. He also wore casual clothes. "Oh, beauty." The first one said walking in. "Very much." They both had thick Russian accents! "Ah, Felix!" Don stood up and gave him a brotherly hug. So the green-eyed man is Felix. "Tokyo!" He said to the blue-eyed man. "Uncle Felix and Tokyo!" Andrew stood up and ran. He wasn't in a high chair this time. "Andrew!" Tokyo smiled and hugged him. I shut the door and went upstairs.

*2 days later*

I took a nice warm shower. Don has been acting strange lately but I don't care. I just want to go home. I did hate him but I didn't want to die. My birthday had already passed two days ago. I am an adult now. I was relieved, my cycle was over. I had been active since I was here and I had been drinking a lot of water. It was 2 am and there was a bumping downstairs. Is someone robbing us? I grabbed an object and ran downstairs, I saw a figure and started beating it. The robber grabbed my hand and tossed the pencil. And pinned me against the wall. That's all I saw next to me. "S-sir I'm sorry I thought you were a robber." He was glaring at me. "No one would dare rob me." He whispered angrily, I could smell the booze. "I'm sorry." He held my wrist tighter. Then released me. He shook his head and stumbled up the stairs. I followed him to make sure he didn't fall down the stairs. Even though he should. But he has a son. Once we were up the stairs he turned around causing his lips to be pressed against mine.